SUSHI
"Izaya what the fuck is this!?" Shizuo yelled.
Izaya clapped his hands. "It's my Sushi bar!"
"You can't have that here. It clashes with my bar. Celty why are you here?" Shizuo asked the rider.
Celty raised a fist.
"Oh she helped me put it together. Isn't it awesome!" Izaya answered. "She is such a good cook for having no head ya know. I asked her to make me a BUNCH of Sushi and here we are! She even made my favorite fatty tuna!"
"But it's MY bar." Shizuo growled. "I can't believe you went along with this Celty!"
"Yes Shizu-chan it's YOUR bar and who might I asked funded it?" Izaya waved his hands. "Speaking of bar, you're a terrible bartender! I don't even have a drink!"
"Why you-" Shizuo started but Celty held up her palm to show Shizuo some typed words.
"Actually... I wouldn't mind a drink..." Celty typed.
"You don't drink!" Shizuo yelled. Celty looked down dejected. "Ugh fine! What ever!" Shizuo stomped back behind the bar and started pouring. "I'll make the damn drinks."
While Shizuo poured Celty and Izaya began laughing. "See I told you this would be funny. Now I'll pay your usual payment and a bonus if you can get him to eat a spoonful of Wasabi."
"You're terrible!" Celty typed.
"Don't I know it." Izaya giggled.
Celty shook with laughter.
Shizuo saw the irritating love of his life laughing with his best friend and couldn't help but smile. "Fuckers."
